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letra de yeah nah - jacquie lomas

[intro]
madman on the beat, yeah

[verse 1]
newcastle the new town
am i too white or too brown?
ass too fat or too round?
makin’ a new sound
forged deep in the underground
save face, man, i been around
lost, but i’m now found
i was found at the impound
now i’m back on the rebound
loose, but i’m tight wound
tight wound like a bloodhound
jacquie lomas, i don’t f-ck around

[pre-chorus]
f-ck around, no way
what would your mama say?
your sister, daughter hate
to hear you speak this way
misogynistic, violent plays
got the airwaves clogged for days
so used to it, our eyes glazed
fake tits, lips and booties praised
it pays, it pays
[chorus]
yeah, nah, f-ck, i heard it before
snort coke and you f-ckin’ on some whorеs
gold chains and you goin’ on tours
and your name, they just open up doors (oh, you madе it, huh?)
all the fakery, beef and the wars
bet your c-ck’s all covered in sores
but your fans still fall on the floors
so don’t worry, boy, the world is yours

[verse 2]
smoke weed, bro, smoke shod
no shard but i go hard
too hard, full r-t-rd
i’m a diehard
bruce, bruce, like a vanguard
front line, she an armguard
and i been scarred
she a motherf-ckin’ wildcard
mean dog from the junkyard
i’m avant-garde
avant-garde, [?][1:20]
jacquie lomas got no regard

[pre-chorus]
no regard for your lies
i can see it in your eyes
you persona’s a disguise
know your clock don’t tick clockwise
sausage party got me sick
for real, all i see is d-ck
bigger p-ssies than most chicks
hip-hop worse than politics
it stinks, it stinks
[chorus]
yeah, nah, f-ck, i heard it before
snort coke and you f-ckin’ on some wh0res
gold chains and you goin’ on tours
and your name, they just open up doors (oh, you made it, huh?)
all the fakery, beef and the wars
bet your c-ck’s all covered in sores
but your fans still fall on the floors
so don’t worry, boy, the world is yours

[verse 3]
came in a crop top
to spit bars, not to spit swap
and my bars made that sh-t hot
fur with the flip-flops
i swerve, then i criss-cross
i’m certain, i kid not
when will this sh-t stop?
p-rnog’ on your laptop
made you sick in your head spot
treat girls like set props
lollipop spots, robots
jacquie lomas ain’t no raindrop

[pre-chorus]
no raindrop fall for you
no pretty lil’ statue
my hair do look like badu
no, your fingers won’t run through
let me give you a preview
of what shallow does lead to
hateful disrespectful views
gives your mental health the poos
ladies’ legs stay open wide
and it’s swelling up your pride
it gets hard to look inside
all those demons that you hide
p-ssy’s where we all came from
disrespecting it is wrong
there’s a way to make it strong
while still shaking to this song
ladies, sing along
[chorus]
yeah, nah, f-ck, i heard it before
snort coke and you f-ckin’ on some wh0res
gold chains and you goin’ on tours
and your name, they just open up doors (oh, you made it, huh?)
all the fakery, beef and the wars
bet your c-ck’s all covered in sores
but your fans still fall on the floors
so don’t worry, boy, the world is yours

[outro]
newcastle the new town
am i too white or too brown?
ass too fat or too round
makin’ a new sound
forged deep in the underground
save face, man, i been around
lost, but i’m now found
i was found at the impound
now i’m back on the rebound
loose but i’m tight wound
tight wound like a bloodhound
jacquie lomas, i don’t f-ck around

- jacquie lomas

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